The Mortal's Path to Immortality

"The monster in the fog is most likely some kind of mechanical puppet."

"I heard that mechanical puppets are extremely sensitive to the fluctuations of the cultivator's magic power. It is best to gather the fluctuations of magic power before approaching the fog." Huiguang said in the distance.

Cao Rui glanced at Huiguang. This guy knew his next action step, and he spoke out in advance. This was suspected of being pretentious.

Is he worried that he would use the prestige of breaking the magic circle to divide his authority as a 'leader'?

Yes, as soon as Gu Qingying of Yunshui Sect left.

Huiguang naturally became the backbone of the remaining people. As for Zhang Heng, the old Taoist, he was good at talking, and he was asked to take charge of the overall situation, but he didn't have the ability yet.

Cao Rui used the hidden state and breath concealing technique to gather his own magic power, and the fluctuations of the foundation-building period disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

This caused everyone to be greatly surprised. Zhang Heng was about to ask, but when he saw Cao Rui's next move, he stopped talking.

After seeing Cao Rui gather his magic, he did not use the object control technique, but stretched out his hand and probed into the fog with a torch.

As soon as the torch approached the fog, a miracle happened. The originally invisible fog seemed to be penetrated by the light of the torch, and the area within one meter around the torch became visible to the naked eye.

Cao Rui saw the flesh and blood of the beast, which was seriously injured in the hall.

A huge eyeball was falling on the beast, staring straight at Cao Rui.

However, there was no trace of the gray-armed fog monster.

After taking a deep breath, Cao Rui stepped into the fog with the torch in his hand. Zhang Heng looked at the strange fog, hesitating a little, but still followed it.

After seeing the two people enter the fog, Huiguang turned to the others and said, "Everyone hide your magic and follow me." Everyone nodded, and then walked towards the fog cautiously.

A group of monks, led by Cao Rui, followed them to the unknown front of the fog.

An abbot named Zhihong of Miaoyin Temple held another torch and covered the rear.

But the coverage of the torch was limited.

The people had to squeeze together, otherwise once they left the range of the torch, their vision would be covered by the fog again.

This fog could not be distinguished by the naked eye, and the spiritual consciousness could not penetrate it. No one knew what it came from.

The spirits of the people were all extremely tense. Since becoming monks, they had not felt this way for a long time.

The most important thing was that they restrained their magic and their spiritual consciousness was effective, so they looked no different from ordinary people.

Cao Rui's eyes were fixed on the front of the torch.

He tried to move the torch forward so that he could react as quickly as possible when encountering a fog monster.

"Hmm?"

Cao Rui suddenly stopped, and the whole team stopped.

No one spoke tacitly, but everyone looked in front of Cao Rui.

A gray shadow about three meters high was floating in the air for several centimeters, floating towards Cao Rui.

It was like a puppet that had not been awakened yet, wandering unconsciously.

Cao Rui made a prompt decision and turned to the right.

The others followed quickly.

Cao Rui looked back, and the gray puppet seemed not to see Cao Rui and others, and still slowly floated in the original direction.

"Just now, it was almost close to the range of half a meter, but the puppet showed no signs of starting." Cao Rui frowned slightly, thinking secretly.

"It seems that it is indeed a convergence method, which can avoid the attention of the puppet and keep it in a dormant state." Cao Rui slowly came to the conclusion.

At this moment, a sound of sucking cold air came from behind, which made Cao Rui jump. He did not dare to use his spiritual sense easily, for fear of alerting the puppet and turning around quickly.

He saw Zhihong, who was responsible for the rear, holding a torch, and behind him, a puppet was constantly floating.

"Go quickly!" Zhihong said to Cao Rui anxiously using lip language. His body is not as strong as the monster. If these gray puppets take action, he will not be able to bear it.

Cao Rui frowned secretly. If this kind of mechanical puppets are everywhere in the fog, then it will become very difficult for them to gather together and act, and it will be easier to be stared at by the mechanical puppets.

Thinking of this, he decided to change his strategy.

The people were divided into two groups, so that they could move more flexibly and find the real exit in the fog.

Cao Rui looked at Huiguang, who clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, obviously thinking the same thing as Cao Rui.

The next moment, Huiguang reached out to take the torch in Zhihong's hand, took the two monks to choose a direction and walked away.

Soon the figures of the three were swallowed by the fog and disappeared from the sight of Cao Rui and the other two.

"Why did they suddenly choose to part ways with us?" Tan Hongmei's eyes fell on Cao Rui.

"Hurry up, there are puppets following us." Zhang Heng, who was the last one at this time, said nervously.

Cao Rui ignored Zhang Heng, but turned around and came to Zhang Heng's position, opened the torch, illuminated the gray fog, and looked carefully behind.

After waiting for a while, as Cao Rui thought, the puppet mechanism did not appear.

Imagine the puppet as the magic infused by the monk, it should have reached the end of the magic pattern and started to return...

"I understand." Cao Rui said softly.

Zhang Heng, Shi Shatian, and Tan Hongmei all looked at Cao Rui with strange eyes after hearing this.

"What do you understand, Yu boy?" Zhang Heng said in a low voice again.

"Just follow me, but don't talk for now. I don't know what the puppet's lower limit of sound perception is. Also, no matter how close the magic is, the magic must not be used."

After Cao Rui finished speaking, he actually closed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment in his mind, constructed a magic array pattern of level 0 [Mist], and confirmed his location.

Thanks to Cao Rui's previous engraving of eight level 2 [Mist] on the wooden sword when he refined the magic sword.

The basis of the level 2 [Mist] is level 0 [Mist], and there is a commonality, Cao Rui's memory was quickly awakened.

Being in this fog, plus the puppet mechanism appeared on time, the road section, Cao Rui suddenly discovered that this is not a magic array symbol in circulation.

One puppet after another is the magic pattern that wanders in this magic array symbol.

After the cultivators input the magic into this magic array, it will run in the eighty-one magic lines, which can be regarded as a magic talisman in a microscopic state.

Those who have not mastered the 0th level [Mist] will never think of this.

If nothing unexpected happens, there are a total of eighty-one puppets in the mist here.

It is very difficult to force it through.

Gu Qingying, Elder Bai and the four monsters may all be in trouble.

"It's coming."

"It's about this ratio..."

Cao Rui took a few steps to the left, and Zhang Heng and others quickly followed.

The next moment, four puppets floated past the four people closely. Although they were half a meter apart, they still turned around and floated away at the key position. All of them were in a dormant state and did not activate.

Zhang Heng and the other two looked at Cao Rui with a different look. The calculation was so accurate. It seemed that Cao Rui really understood something.